The Rewritten Love: A Second Beginning

Chapter 55

After uttering those words, Madelyn dashed up the stairs in a hurry.

However, within just half a minute, a piercing scream erupted from upstairs, “Ah!”

Zach glanced upward, instantly surmising that Madelyn had likely taken quite a nasty fall, given the intensity of the scream.

Clad in his black striped pajamas, Zach exuded an even icier and more ominous aura than before. His hand shot out, gripping Jasmine’s hair tightly. “You’re so desperate for male attention, huh? Well, next time, I won’t mind bringing a few more men to keep you entertained.”

winced in pain, feeling the tingling sensation in her scalp. Her eyes betrayed no signs of intoxication; they were clear and alert. “Zach Jardin, are you serious? Let go of

whispered fiercely in her ear, “Jasmine Manning, if you dare to use your filthy body to do that again, I’ll let you experience the taste of getting

in the next second, she let out a desolate laugh. “Alright… But before that, Zach, can you let me have you once?

neck, his gaze icy and predatory. He grabbed the still disoriented Jasmine from the floor and carried her

felt like she was having an awful day. Just moments ago, she had stumbled on the stairs on the fourth floor, leaving her in excruciating pain that made

under the refreshing stream. Taking advantage of the opportunity, she decided to take a quick shower. Limping slightly, she emerged from the bathroom, clad in a nightgown adorned with a cute strawberry print. Using a hair clip, she pinned up her damp strands, which clung softly to her neck, a few droplets of water glistening delicately. The cold, white light

seat on the edge of her bed, Madelyn gently applied some muscle rub to her aching ankle. She was grateful that she had brought it upstairs earlier, the room now carrying the scent of

a few tissues to wipe

her to stay up past that time. Moreover, the few hours of intensive dance practice had left her exhausted. Hence, he nestled into her pillow and succumbed to

of the morning, the distinct sound of a key turning in the lock resonated, followed by the familiar creaking of the door. A shadowy figure entered the room, his presence unnoticed by Madelyn,